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    Ilya smiled down at Shane and his eyes gleamed with mischief. 

    "You know, Troy is just a few doors down. We could call him over, make it a little party." 

    Shane's eyes snapped open only to narrow again as he glared up at Ilya.

    “Would you like that?”

    “No, I wouldn’t,” Shane snarled. 

    But his face was screwed up in frustrated pleasure. Ilya hummed thoughtfully and pretended to consider. 

    “Perhaps we could make it a competition then.” 

    Shane made an irritated noise and turned his face away. Ilya leaned closer and let his teeth drag down the length of Shane's clenched jaw.

    "You want Troy to see how well you take it, or do you want to see if he's better at riding my cock than you are?" 

    He had been teasing him, pushing at the jealousy that usually made Shane squirm and glare and tell him to shut the fuck up while his traitorous cock twitched and throbbed at how much he secretly liked it. 

    So when Shane did squirm away from him, Ilya followed automatically, pressing their chests flush together. He thought Shane was playing.

    “Get the fuck off me,” Shane spat.
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    Shane safewords out of Ilya's teasing about Troy.

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    From a Threads Prompt: "Is there an omegaverse tuna melt fic it fic where Shane actually CAN'T leave because Ilya's knot is still inside him?"

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    “Hey!” Ilya almost howled when Shane tried to get off him, and he clamped his hands down at the Omega’s hips, snapping out a warning growl. “Stop. We are knotted. You have to stay here, stay on me, or you will hurt us both. Stop.” 

    “Right. Fuck.” Shane dragged his hands through his hair, then down his face, “Sorry. I just– I gotta get out of here right away. Please."

    “Well, we are stuck together.” Ilya forced his voice calm, “So maybe we should talk about this?

    “No. No way. This is my actual fucking nightmare.” Shane whispered. “This is the fucking worst– I can’t–” 

    “That is rude.” The Alpha frowned. “I thought I did a good job knotting you.” 

    “Are you fucking kidding me right now?” the Omega hissed, "This isn't funny!"

    "I mean" Ilya hesitated. "Is maybe a little--"

    "ROZANOV!"

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    Shane should be proud because he was the only one who put a ring on and locked the notoriously untamable Ilya Rozanov down.

    Everyone knows. The world made it a big deal.

    So why are girls still acting like his husband is someone available? Why do strangers still look at his husband like he’s fair game? And why does he feel the pit in his stomach over some half-drunk thoughts of random girls in a bar or some girl’s wandering hands on Ilya?

    Maybe it’s the alcohol. Or something else.

    Either way, Shane decides to do something about it.

    OR: Shane Hollander-Rozanov realizes he has a dangerously low tolerance for alcohol and for watching other girls flirt with his husband.

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    Instantly, Shane sat up, pulling his phone away from his ear and switching to his messaging app. He opened his texts with Noah, hoping against hope, and—fuck

    “No, no no no—”

    Just like he said, a picture of a vanilla protein shake stared him right in the face. Shane’s heart nearly dropped to his stomach and he swallowed hard. Shane’s only saving grace was that it was still marked as delivered, but that was once again short lived when it switched to read before a typing bubble appeared, then disappeared. Then Ilya’s text came in, and oh, he was fucked. 

    Whoops. Shane’s eyes were glued to his recent message, and there it was, the picture that was intended for his boyfriend. 

    Shane accidentally sends a pic of himself in lace panties to Ilya, instead of his douchebag of a boyfriend. And, well.. Ilya and Shane fuck about it.

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